So there you go again,
In the life of this mundane.

Read the news of the woman lying dead.
She was a migrant and had nothing to be fed.

She died due to heat stroke and empty stomach.
Look at the scenario of her child pulling her by her rug.

What a shame that we had to watch that video.
When will Government hear our voice and come out of their studio?

Doesn't it boil your blood and make you weak.
I can't breath, I can't breath, shouldn't we bespeak.

That man died due to suffocation by the police.
Will the Government take initiative and take the lead.

What the hell is happening in the two worlds of this world.
Will the leaders now take responsibility to rework.

From blue collars to migrants, white to black and people of all age.
Every life is important, you better collect your wreckage.

You are on the top by the votes of the people.
Don't test their patience, treat everybody equal.

I want to end by saying, choose your leaders wiser this time.
Because in the end, its You who will be the song's rhythm and rhyme.

People, make your song worth singing out loud for your children.
A better world for Poor migrants, minorities and African-American.
©eramsaba